The Crow seemed to be requesting more food. High tariffs limited the amount of food that could be served each meal in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman was powerless to change matters.
A file shot from the archives of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa Security Group verifies that the three legged Bandit is still as active as ever. the Face of Everyman disliked his image being associated with that of the criminal element.
Poor Rodney he had trouble selecting a pronoun he could embrace. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa didn’t have an LGTBQ+ spokesperson yet, so the Face of Everyman filled the gap.
Orlando pestered the Face of Everyman with questions about tonight’s Blood Moon and total eclipse. The venerable sage’s response was that it could not be seen from the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Case closed.
Cappy stopped by to bid adieu to the Face of Everyman. He may return next year to the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa if there was less wildfire smoke. The venerable sage now had something else to worry about.
In a rare sighting The Goddess of Perpetual Happiness adopted a human form to make a public appearance in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman took this to be a good omen. He donned his “Happy Face”.
A patient Mom puts up with nursing her Fawn in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman noticed the lack of spots meaning the fawn would soon be weaned.
The Summer crowds were gone. Eloise had two more chapters to read in her summer romance novel and then she would check-out of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman dreaded looking at the books. So few birds had checked in that surely this Summer was a financial loss.